As the Father’s Day date was approaching nearer, I was scratching my head for the gift ideas on the eve of Father’s Day. A novel idea sprung in my head and thought why to always go for materialistic gifts. Why not surprise him with something special? The day, a Man becomes father, his way of…
One Single Life We have Drop the worries flat That We have fed in a hurry Put an end To chase the gone days It will call more fury Nor future we can foresee What it holds for us Wean out From the work of building pressure Over Tomorrow. The pattern of worry & hurry…
#Friends I was hurt & sobbing You gave your shoulder to cry. I was high after drinks You cleaned me dry. I was angry & abused you in public Still you defended me. Who are you, Dear? How you are so patient? He clasped me hard in his arms and said “I am your best…
The huge palatial bungalow where we grew stood today, dark & dingy with cobwebs hanging all around. Tears welled up in my eyes, this was the place where Maa-Pa lived with dignity and kept the ancestral property neat and clean…and what we did? In the race of earning in multiple figures, we uprooted…
Ignoring her urgency, Tilting her face, He bit her earlobe gently. His biting was so seductive, that she forgot her way. © Ila Varma 2017 Linked to #Three Word Wednesday.
Yes, the world is bleeding and it has reached the optimum level of brutality. People are beheaded, families are perturbed for an unknown call. It is the hatred towards mankind and few handful of men whose minds are poisoned have taken retreat to play with the peace and are on spree to kill people, devastate…
Nostalgic!
Thanks Uppal
lovely.. 🙂
Thanks Archana!
Really!! Perception change with time and knowledge!! Nostalgic!!
Thanks Tina.
Love it …so true!
Thanks Ruchi
very nice poem… well crafted… 🙂
Thanks Ashish
lovely! 🙂